"What kind of relationship?" Lin Zhiyi casually asked.
"He said he participated in a competition with you a few years ago."
"Competition? Could it be..."
Lin Zhiyi thought of sothing.
The assistant said, "It’s the newcor competition you participated in after graduating from university."
Lin Zhiyi was taken aback.
"The newcor competition?"
"Yes." The assistant took out a group photo from her phone, "This is the group photo she sent , take a look."
Seeing the photo, Lin Zhiyi recalled a few things.
After the competition ended, in addition to dia interviews, the organizers also arranged a group photo for them.
But at that ti, Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu were openly and secretly competing against each other, so she didn’t pay attention to this photo at all.
Lin Zhiyi scanned the faces, both unfamiliar and familiar.
Suddenly, her gaze stopped.
She pointed to the man standing next to Chen Huan.
"This guy is..."
"Not him. The person who sent the photo is this one."
The assistant thought she was asking who sent the photo.
The assistant pointed to another woman beside the man.
Lin Zhiyi moved her hand back to the man.
"I’m asking about him, I feel he’s very familiar, but I can’t recall his na for a mont, help find out."
She wanted to verify her guess.
"Okay."
The assistant imdiately sent a ssage to the person who sent the photo.
About five minutes later, the assistant said a na.
"The man’s na is Zhang Zhe."
"Just as I thought. Please send the photo to ."
"Alright."
After Lin Zhiyi received the photo, she forwarded it to Gong Chen.
She deliberately marked Zhang Zhe on it.
She made a phone call.
"He is Zhang Zhe, the one who participated in the newcor competition with , he was the fourth place."
"It seems the reason has been found." Gong Chen said in a low voice, "Fourth place wasn’t qualified to intern at Xue Man’s Studio."
Lin Zhiyi frowned, thinking of sothing.
"Actually, neither Chen Huan nor I were qualified to join Xue Man’s Studio, because according to the original rules, only the first place was qualified, it was you who talked to Xue Man, right?"
"Yes." Gong Chen admitted and continued, "At that ti, the organizers wanted to please , so they arbitrarily announced that Song Wanqiu was the first place, I could only ask Xue Man to announce that the top three could join the studio."
"Maybe that was the fuse, no wonder the na Zhang Zhe felt familiar, after seeing his appearance and style from back then, I rembered him." Lin Zhiyi recalled.
Back then in the lounge, Song Wanqiu led the cold sarcasm against Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi also had to be wary of Shen Yan’s scheming, so she didn’t particularly pay attention to anyone else.
"If it were just a losing in a competition, it wouldn’t lead to an incident three years later, besides, he was quite happy with Qiu Yang, sothing else must have happened." Gong Chen speculated.
Lin Zhiyi thought he made a lot of sense.
"Alright, I’ll go ask Chen Huan, I rember she got along well with others at that ti, she might know sothing about Zhang Zhe."
"Okay. I’ll go ask Captain Xing about the cause of Zhang Zhe’s death."
They hurriedly hung up the phone.
Lin Zhiyi found Chen Huan’s contact information.
After dialing, it wasn’t Chen Huan who answered, but her assistant.
"Where is your Mr. Chen?"
"She is hospitalized." The assistant said helplessly.
"What happened?" Lin Zhiyi asked curiously.
"She drank too much and fell down the stairs, broke her leg." The assistant explained.
"Give the hospital address, I’ll go see her."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi took her assistant and bought so things to go to the private hospital.
Upon entering the ward, Lin Zhiyi looked at Chen Huan’s condition and felt a little like laughing.
One foot was suspended, her neck was fixed with a brace, and her face and arms were covered in scrapes.
She looked quite pitiful.
"What happened?" Lin Zhiyi asked.
Chen Huan stiffly turned her head: "Why is it that every ti I’m in a ss, you’re here? Here to see a joke? Boss Lin."
"I have sothing to ask you."
"When do you not have sothing?" Chen Huan pouted, "What’s the matter?"
"Do you rember a person nad Zhang Zhe?"
"Who?" Chen Huan was montarily confused.
"Zhang Zhe, the one who placed fourth in our newcor competition." Lin Zhiyi explained.
Chen Huan thought for a mont and finally rembered such a person.
"I rember him, he ca to see a year ago when I was managing the current studio."
"What did he want from you?" Lin Zhiyi continued asking.
"He hoped I would give him a chance to design jewelry at the studio. Considering he was fourth place, I was of course willing, but..."
Chen Huan frowned.
"But what?" Lin Zhiyi pressed on.
In that competition, aside from Song Wanqiu, everyone’s skills were decent.
The design talent of the fourth place was unquestionable.
Chen Huan couldn’t refuse such talent.
Chen Huan recalled, "Zhang Zhe was too obsessive, according to studio regulations, I kept him on as an intern, but his design drafts couldn’t be altered at all, nor could any suggestions be made. He said art is lonely, it is not understood by people, and once altered, it loses its soul."
"I kind of understand, perhaps he loved his designs too much." Lin Zhiyi pondered.
"Yes, but didn’t we open a studio to sell jewelry to clients? Truly talking about artistic soul, that’s for art galleries, museums, not a studio. He wasn’t even willing to alter the length of a necklace without changing the design, saying that length was calculated."
After saying that, Chen Huan sighed.
Lin Zhiyi also felt a bit awkward upon hearing this.
It made them appear a bit rcenary, obsessed with making money.
She chuckled softly, "And then what happened?"
Chen Huan said, "My small temple obviously couldn’t accommodate him, so I had to find an excuse to end the internship. But I didn’t treat him poorly, I gave him more than necessary."
After speaking, she looked at Lin Zhiyi suspiciously.
"Why did you suddenly bring this person up? What happened to him? He started his own little studio later on."
"Studio? What’s it called? Where is it?" Lin Zhiyi asked three questions in a row.
Chen Huan sighed, "Don’t ask, it already closed down, with his personality, it’s not surprising it did."
"And after that?"
"How should I know? You haven’t even ntioned why you’re looking for him."
"He’s dead."
"Oh." Chen Huan nodded.
"Why aren’t you surprised at all?" Lin Zhiyi asked in shock.
"I told you he had a very obsessive personality, a scary kind of obsession, such people either harm others or themselves, I always felt tense around him."
As Chen Huan spoke, her shoulders shook a little.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t expect Zhang Zhe to be this kind of person.
If he had such a personality, could he really accept being fourth place?
After contemplating for a mont.
Lin Zhiyi asked again, "Did he ever ntion a girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend? He said he was single. Although his personality wasn’t great, he looked quite good, at that ti, he was quite close with a few girls in the office."
"..."
Lin Zhiyi was taken aback.
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